it's clean!!! it's clean!!!!

lucy won't even look at me right now. she is highly offended by the extreme vacuuming that occurred today. i'm so sorry, lulubelle!
linus is my little cheerleader, though. he surveyed the freshly redecorated dining room and the clean (at least on my side) living room. he adores what i did with the rescued buffet!

my roommate was in and out of the house all day. when he first came back, his jaw dropped. "it looks like someone lives here!" he yelled. he was also very pleased to bathe in our immaculate bathroom and grab a snack from the squeaky clean kitchen.after cleaning up several intact cheez-its and a complete graham cracker (that's right, all four sections were there!) from under the couches in the living room, i shudder to think what destruction his kids will commit when they arrive for the weekend. i will be enforcing the "no eating in the living room" edict that for the past three and a half years has been ignored.

to be honest, bill's kids are okay and i'm not too worried about them. it's their friend allanah that truly worries me. i met her parents and could not locate any horns or forked tongues, but i truly believe that child is the spawn of satan. the little snatch has broken our window, thrown my crutches down the basement stairs, tormented my cats so bad one of them puked, stolen my food from our fridge and cupboards, repeatedly come upstairs into my suite when i'm not home, insulted me on many occasions, and snuck into our house and watched bill shower. this is not an exaggeration. she even hid behind the hedge during our yard sale and yelled "sucker!" at people who bought stuff! i have banned her from my house but bill doesn't enforce it. once when bill's mom, a retired grade school teacher came to visit, she kicked allanah out forcefully and the nasty child stood on the sidewalk and tanuted her. wtf?

i'm so scared she'll break the antique blue goblets on the buffet. they belonged to my grammie and are very special to me and i decided, finally, to display them. it's my house! i should be able to decorate and have my things out without worrying that snatchy mcbrattypants from down the street is going to destroy them. i know i'm tempting fate here but they will be displayed. that is my final word.

well, my final word on the blue goblets, that is. i have a hell of a lot more to say about that little cunt but i'll save it for now.*sigh* aren't they pretty?

anyway, as promised, here's my outfit from yesterday:

black strapless flowered dress and puff sleeve top: f21
yellow neckerchief: my grammie's
black pinstriped tights: target
yellow epoxy bambi necklace: vain salon
burgundy clogs: dansko
yellow hair flower: jonelle lind


for some reason, i got a million compliments on this outfit while strolling through the airport yesterday. how sweet! it was one of those all-my-fun-clothes-are-dirty days so this was a lame outfit in my book, but it just shows ya never know.

i came home to find lucy on the roof yowling at me to come in. doesn't she look like a gargoyle? weird cat!

okay, worn out. gotta sleep so i can go back to work tomorrow. so much for a restful day off! oh, the reason for all the cleaning is because our landlord is flying up from napa on friday and i don't want him to know what slobs bill and i are. mystery solved, eh?